The general boundaries were explained in the very beginning; Basically, that we would never be friends. I did not understand what this meant. Why would I want to be his friend? Then, as the relationship continued, I got it. I was entrenched in transference.

He never really explained all the boundaries he was putting up, but after many failed attempts of getting closer, it was clear, he was there for me once a week and that was it. Unless, of course, there were emergencies.

I completely understand why we have boundaries. It all makes sense now, it was just a real painful process for several years but now I'm thankful for all of it.

I'm thankful my T put up the walls and I'm not sure he could have done anything to make it less hurtful. I had to figure it out for myself.